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"It's all up to the teacher to arrange." Wei He said quickly.
"That's good." Zheng Fugui nodded in satisfaction.
Immediately, he began to tell the professor about Shi Pi's subsequent training methods one by one.
"Shipi's training method is to double the intensity on the basis of the previous one!"
"However, doubling the intensity of light and light cannot reach the next level, and the medicinal soup needs to be replaced, as well as the internal training method."
"Internal training method?" Wei He's spirit lifted. He had heard of internal training method very early, and knew that this is the foundation of truly embarking on the road of master.
"The so-called internal training method is actually very simple to put it bluntly." Zheng Fugui smiled and scanned the surroundings to make sure that no one was eavesdropping or peeping.
He just continued.
"We warriors exercise our physical body and strength on a daily basis, and it seems that our energy and spirit are increasing accordingly. But in fact, if things go on like this, our spirit will continue to be affected by various instincts of the flesh, and thus become impulsive, irritable, and short-tempered.
At this time, internal training is needed to neutralize it. "
He fumbled around on his body, and after a while, he took out a piece of yellowed folded thick paper from his inner pocket.
He gently unfolded the paper.
On the top, an ink picture of a towering mountain was drawn with colored ink.
Small green and red flowers are dotted on the blue-black mountain peaks, which are extremely delicate at first glance.
"This picture is the fundamental picture of our Huishan boxing. Internal training must have a fundamental picture that can fully reflect the core of energy and spirit.
Our Huishan boxing internal practice is this Cuifeng triple-fold color map. If you can thoroughly comprehend this map and keep this artistic conception in your heart when you practice every day, you will surely be able to step into the next level in the future. "
"The basic diagram" Wei He was excited, knowing that he had finally started to really get in touch with the most mysterious path of martial arts.
"Warrior refines the essence, smooths the energy, and tempers the spirit. These three stages are rumored to have the last two extremely detailed steps in the advanced exercises. It's a pity that our Huishanquan is still too low."
Zheng Fugui sighed.
"However, it is already very powerful. There are even many ordinary martial artists outside. I am afraid that they have never even heard of the basic plan. They can only rely on some plausible formulas and mental methods to imagine the so-called artistic conception."
"Old Zheng, is the fundamental plan of our Huishanquan to be used to train Qi and Shen?" Wei He asked curiously.
"Thinking too much. It has a little effect, but this is used to break through to a higher stage of external skills. You have to figure it out first."
Zheng Fugui said solemnly.
"The purpose of practicing qi and forging the spirit is actually to strengthen the physical body. Make the physical body perfect and stronger step by step."
"Disciple understands." Wei He nodded solemnly.
"Okay." Zheng Fugui's expression changed.
"From today onwards, you will follow me to comprehend the fundamental picture. When you practice boxing and sharpen your skin, you will have this picture in your heart. The heart is like a mountain, the mind is like a flower, and the green buds are like clouds!"
"When will you be able to practice nine-spot red rosy flowers on both arms. That's the perfect iron sheet!"
"yes!"
In the twinkling of an eye, winter turned to spring, and it actually rained lightly.
Although the sunny days may still return in the future, this light rain seems to have returned a little blood to the dry land.
The Cheng family.
It was drizzling.
Cheng Shaojiu and Wei He stood in the courtyard of their home, letting the rain slowly fall from the sky, leaving some white water droplets on their shoulders.
Cheng Shaojiu didn't know how to place his hands, he lifted them up, dropped them down, and walked around with his hands behind his back.
He kept looking in the direction of the inner room.
Under the light of the candles, only a few figures could be seen in the house from the outside, busy back and forth in a hurry.
"Strong! Inhale! Inhale deeply!"
"Hurry up!! Don't stop! Don't stop!"
"Ma'am, hurry up!!"
"Ah!" The distressed woman's voice kept coming from the room.
Cheng Shaojiu seemed to feel the same way, even though he was drenched in the rain and blowing in the cool wind, white sweat was slowly oozing from his forehead.
It never occurred to him that his beloved second concubine was pregnant again half a year ago.
Now pregnant in October, it is time to give birth. Although he is playful, he is also very kind to his concubine.
He is also very fond of several children.
Wei He has also met several of his children, but it seems that none of themIt has been a full year and a half since waking up, to entering Huishan Boxing Academy, and now.
He has grown up step by step from a thin and ordinary commoner, and by his own efforts, he has come to where he is today.
It's really not easy.
Just as he was feeling emotional, suddenly the coachman driving the carriage in front deflected his direction and pulled the carriage to the side of the road to stop.
"Young Master Wei, there is a cavalry team ahead, from the inner city, let's avoid it first."
The coachman is an experienced middle-aged man who has been driving the Cheng family for twenty years. Everyone calls him Lao Huang.
Wei He followed suit.
"Inner Cityhorse team?"
He quickly opened the curtain of the carriage on the left and looked out.
The carriage stopped on the right, and many passers-by and carriages also stopped on Shiqiao Street, waiting for the sound of horseshoes coming from the street ahead.
The hooves of the dense horse team approached quickly, and then galloped past from the street on the left.
Wei He glanced over.
There are a total of thirteen riders in this cavalry team. On the side of the horses and the clothes worn by the knights, there are big seven-character marks representing the Qijiameng.
He had seen that mark once on the street, and he had heard Cheng Shaojiu's explanation, so he knew it was the mark of the Qijiameng.
The thirteen riders ran all the way, fast, and seemed to be normal in appearance, but Wei He's stone skin layer, and his eyesight to break through the blood for the second time, were extraordinary.
The horses are fine, everything is normal, but the knights on the horses are all weakened, and several of them have disordered breathing, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, as if they are gritting their teeth to endure something.
"It smells of blood!" Wei He narrowed his eyes, moved his nose slightly, and smelled a subtle breath.
Thirteen riders quickly ran all the way, passed the street, and disappeared on the street leading to the inner city.
Wei He withdrew his gaze and let Lao Huang continue on his way.
'This team of knights is not like ordinary people. Although their blood is weak, but from a distance, they all seem to have received long-term training, and they probably have practiced martial arts. ¡¯ he guessed.
The rain slanted down.
Wei He lowered the car curtain.
"Let's go."
Lao Huang responded.
"The gentlemen in the inner city wore black cloaks when they went out a while ago, and now they come back, alas" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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